AST 2099 - Putting His Life at Stake! Flying Sword Successfully Forged (1/2)

With the top-notch Flying Swords being refined for 64 days, Qing Shui was already satisfied. However, now he was contemplating whether it would be possible for him to proceed to the next level of refinement. He knew that it was going to be extremely difficult to do so. At the moment, he already found himself on a tough spot. It might be crazy for him to consider lasting for another 17 days.

Despite that, Qing Shui was willing to take this bet. He indeed knew that his body might not be able to take it. After all, throughout the entire process, he hadn’t rested at all and had been constantly unleashing his own Blood Essence and Nine Yang True Flame.

A drop of Blood Essence was required each day. Being frank about it, not everyone can withstand this form of exhaustion. If ordinary men were to lose a drop of Blood Essence, they would have needed to lay down on their bed for at least half a year to recover. After all, there were only three drops of Blood Essence in an ordinary human’s body. Martial warriors might have more Blood Essence, but still, they wouldn't be able to stand this kind of consumption.

If someone realized what Qing Shui was doing at the moment, that person would definitely be shocked deeply. By now, Qing Shui’s face was as pale as white paper. If it was only about losing a drop of Blood Essence per day, Qing Shui would have still, barely been able to hold on. And he wouldn’t have looked this miserable.

Qing Shui would have been alright, as he had his own ways to help his body recover. But now, not only was he unable to do so, but he also had to release the Origin Qi in his body continuously. Even a person made of steel wouldn’t be able to hold on against this kind of torture.

70 days!

Qing Shui was very determined to hold on! His lips had already gotten so dry that it cracked a few times. His face looked as pale as paper, even gradually becoming thinner.

75 days!

By now, dried traces of blood could be seen across Qing Shui’s lips. It was unpleasant to see the cracked lips on his face. His cheek had gotten so shriveled that they began to collapse inwards. His muscles were all dried up, and at this point, he was very skinny.

80 days!

Qing Shui felt that he was at his limit. His entire being was on the verge of collapse, even his mind had started getting a bit blurry. The tip of his tongue was already full of bite marks, and he was hanging on solely from the excruciating pain which he was feeling from time to time. Throughout the entire process, Qing Shui hadn’t taken even one medicinal pill yet. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a miserable state.

A loud and clear roaring noise could be heard in Qing Shui’s ears. It was as though there were countless ferocious beasts in the sky. At the moment, his entire figure was as thin as paper. Even the people close to Qing Shui wouldn’t be able to recognize him at his current state.

Today was the last day. He must push through it, or else, everything which he had worked so hard for would have been for naught. Qing Shui was constantly motivating himself as time went on little by little. At this point, Qing Shui felt that every second which passed was like an entire year.

Qing Shui’s body shook abruptly, and at this moment, the Force of Rebirth started giving out weak life forces, supplying a bit of juice for him to barely hold on. He was feeling incredibly feeble, as if his entire body had been sucked out dry. He was arguably similar to a mountain-hiker who had no more energy to climb up the mountain, but yet still had to hold on and mustn’t stop.

Qing Shui clenched his teeth as he tried to hang on. He was reluctant to give up at a time like this so he sucked it up and tried his best to maintain his Nine Yang True Fire. At that moment, all he was thinking of was his family, his women, and also his children. Initially, he never planned to hold on for this long, but now that he had made it this far, he had no choice but to keep going.

Unknowingly, Qing Shui felt as if he had drowned himself in the sea of his memories. The Origin Force in his body was still leaking out of his body as usual, but by now, it felt as if they had run dry in his body. This was a taboo among the warriors, continuing on from this point would damage one’s lifespan heavily and potentially leave behind serious Hidden Illnesses.

But at this moment, this wasn’t what Qing Shui was considering about. He was a formidable physician capable of curing Hidden Illnesses, also he didn’t need to worry about his own lifespan. Only Qing Shui would dare to exhaust his life force recklessly like that.

Ding!

By the time the long-awaited noise came through, the Flying Sword flew out of the Demon Refining Furnace and appeared in front of Qing Shui. At this moment, Qing Shui who had let down his guard immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood on the Flying Sword. Without further delay, he quickly took out a medicinal pill and ate it. If he was to faint like that, there was a high chance he might not be able to wake up ever again.

Qing Shui collapsed. He seemed like he was sound asleep as his entire body was deadly still. However, a satisfied smile could be hanging on his face. A good thing that his body was slowly recovering on its own. With him no longer having to consume both of his Blood Essence as well as Origin Qi, his body revitalized itself gradually. The medicinal pill which he took in had melted, slowly nurturing his body and replenishing his strength.